What does rage sound like?
Peggy Noonan is a professional speechwriter and columnist.
What they did in Fallujah, Iraq, on yesterday was such an event. The ambush, grenading, shooting and killing of four American civilians, the setting of their SUVs on fire and the brutalization of their corpses was savage, primitive, unacceptable. The terrible glee of the young men in the crowds, and the sadism they evinced, reminds us of the special power of the ignorant to impede the good. The pictures that television appropriately mostly did not show and the Internet inevitably mostly did were horrifying in a way that was reminiscent of the first still pictures of the Trade Center victims of 9/11. It was like seeing people in business suits falling through the air again. It was as if someone pointed a camera at evil and actually caught it in the act.I count no less than three possible grammatical mistakes here and one more soon after. (I say "possible" because even Peggy Noonan may sometimes break a rule on purpose for effect.) I'm going to guess here about three things, without any substantiation, just thinking out loud: she was late for the deadline, she was crying, and she told the editor to run it as-is and to hell with proofreading it.
The Americans who were murdered were, according to the wires, working for a security company, a North Carolina-based subcontractor hired by the U.S. government, among other things, to guard convoys.
The convoys carried food. They carried it to Fallujah.
And if I think about this too much longer, I'll be late for work, I'll be crying, and I won't give a damn about anything but wringing the necks of those little bastards.
